LJ knows. He’s twenty-two and not completely stupid so of course, he knows. He just does not want the details, not even the smallest ones, thank you very much. He’s already had dreams of what his father, his uncle and Sara may share. Not his worst nightmares by a long shot, granted, but he can live without knowing if the images that found their way into his sleep are anything like the reality.

Michael Jr. knows that there is something to know and to not necessarily spread around. But it’s pretty much the story of his young life anyway, odd things that are better not spoken about, at least outside the walls of their home. So he knocks on the doors before coming in the bedrooms and shuts his mouth at school. As long as Mom and Dad – and Uncle Linc – are alive and living with him, who cares?

Sara is late. Yes, this kind of late. It doesn’t mean she is pregnant, but... She trails off. Both men lean back heavily on the couch across from her, thrilled, surprised and freaked out in equal parts – she doesn’t quite understand the ‘surprised’ part, but she’ll get to that with them later. Anyway. It doesn’t mean she is pregnant, but it’s probably now or never to discuss how to handle the possibility, right?

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You know... I assume they take their precautions if a baby is not planned, but accidents: they happen, and both men should know it! It's also a bit self-mocking because given the amount of Michael/Sara/Lincoln fics I've written and how... active they are in them, it's a miracle the situation hasn't popped up before *g*